Hawaaon Pe Likh Do, Hawaaon Ke Naam

How I love to feel, digest and then write about mother nature. Ahmedabad cools down from Nov-Mar. That's it. The rest of the months, heat soaks and sucks you up. Monsoons are a breather but summer months are the most difficult to survive.Irritation,frustration and anger comes complimentary with the sweat shower. And just to give us all a break from this, enters Mr. Western Disturbance.

A cloudy weather, cool breeze and everything that makes us not remember that it is summer is always welcome. But the very next day, every newspaper blames the weather change on western disturbance, much to my amusement, every-time.I wonder why it's just the west which is always disturbed.Probably west is married.Poor west :) 

So, because of the disturbances whom no one knows or cares about, the last couple of days in Ahmedabad have been cloudy and humid but the evening makes up for it. Post sunset, the wind goes mad. Literally. Mad to such an extent, that if i keep the windows closed, the wind makes a scary noise. Pretty much like those sfx's used in horror movies. But I ain't the one who would miss out on such an atmosphere.

There are people who feel this around them and carry on with their work & there are people who work with this feeling around them. I obviously belong to the second type. I wouldn't have been typing all this for no reason otherwise.It is such a feel good factor, a mood up-lifter and the positive vibe transmitter. And at that very moment, I happened to read a post from one of my friend on FB - The post made me wonder about all those who were out on the roads, with that atmosphere outside and a lot inside their heads.Am sure each one would have their individual pit-stops. And these lines, posted by my friend (don't know who wrote them) were just so apt.

Raasta taiy karna hai agar ae musafir tujhe, rakh dil pe haath apna, aur nikal pad jaha mann kahe, mil jayegi teri manzil tujhe, yeh hawa shayad yehi keh rahi tujhe, na isse nazar andaz kar, hai bharosa mujhe!